Pollution and Mutation

A trickling stream brushed over metal and stone. Even spirit gold and jade, the hardest materials in the cultivation world, would be eroded little by little.

The blood threads surging from Shen Mo's dantian were that trickling stream;

And the True Immortal's index finger, wrapped into a blood-red cocoon by those threads, was the metal-and-stone material. With the immortal art empowered by the [Spirit Devouring] divine ability in operation, minute erosion had appeared—so slight that even a cultivator's divine sense found it difficult to detect!

The blood threads had eroded only a thin layer of flesh. To the entire finger, it was no more than a single hair from nine oxen.

Yet in that instant, terrifying energy erupted. Shen Mo felt as though a battering ram had smashed brutally into his dantian. His Dao Body let out a groan under unbearable strain, while the Blood-Baleful Bead within him spun madly like a top that had been struck hard...

Venerable Myriad Saints' index finger contained a portion of a True Immortal's essential vitality, energy, and spirit. It could be regarded as an immortal shrunk by roughly ten thousand times!

Even an exceedingly shallow, thin layer of flesh carried the weight of his cultivation and contained immense divine might. The extraordinary quality of its spiritual power and the grandeur of its strength far surpassed every high-grade spiritual pill and heavenly treasure Shen Mo knew of.

In the blink of an eye, the Blood Baleful essence Shen Mo absorbed had reached the limit of what he could contain. It swiftly transformed into Primordial Chaos power, strengthening his Dao Body, mana, and Divine Soul, driving his cultivation steadily upward;

Even the Blood-Baleful Bead was struggling beneath the burden, fine cracks appearing as it spun wildly!

This alone was not a bad thing for Shen